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    He had been waiting for this moment, but deep down, he hoped it would never come.

    “The Grand Duke ……”

    Golden light emanated from him, more dazzling than ever, as if expressing his excitement at the moment.

    He said a prayer for the Grand Duke and then stood up.

    “Grand Duke, let us face our destiny together.”

    The Extremely Evil Laughing Demon is practicing.

    His injuries had been healed, and, after taking Ten Thousand Years of Snow Ginseng, his internal strength had become even deeper and stronger. He felt filled with power and couldn’t wait to rush out immediately and fight side by side with Jian Wuji.

    At that moment, the Lord of the Thousand Flowers came up to him, “I dreamed that my brother was going out.”

    She already had a premonition that the Heavenly Demon God Sect was about to undergo a huge change.

    Extremely Evil Laughing Demon opened his eyes and stood up, “Since you had such a dream, let’s get ready.”

    He opened a hidden compartment in the wall where a dozen masks hung.

    “You’ll help me choose a mask.”

    “Today is supposed to be a happy day, so why don’t you wear this mask.”

    The Thousand Flowers Mansion Master pointed to one of the colorful masks, which was the “Joyful Ghost Mask” that the Evil Laughing Demon would only wear when attending major festivals or banquets.

    The Extremely Evil Laughing Demon removed the Joyful Ghost Mask as instructed by the Thousand Flowers Mansion Master.

    The Thousand Flowers Mansion Master turned around and didn’t look at him as he changed his mask. It was her fate to fall in love with someone who didn’t even know her face.

    The Extremely Evil Laughing Demon put on his mask, and that’s when the bell rang.

    The late night cultivation party was underway when the bell suddenly rang.

    Quan Demon stopped cultivating and said to Li An, “It’s time for you to prepare a gift.”

    He knew that Jian Wuyang had already gone to see Jian Wuchen, so he guessed the purpose of this summoning.

    Li An was ice-cold smart and immediately understood what Quan Demon meant.

    “Finally ……”

    Her eyes were filled with tears. Perhaps, she was looking forward to this moment even more than Jian Wuji.

    “That’s it for today’s practice.”

    He said to Chansuhee, “Go ahead and get the Tekken ready.”

    Chansuhee was thrilled to be a part of this.

    “As you wish.”

    Qian Su Xi turned into a white light and disappeared.

    Before Quan Demon left, he said to Li An, “The Second Prince must really want to see you, so go get ready.”

    “Thank you, Master!”

    Liam couldn’t wait to fly back to her place. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and she couldn’t be late.

    She was going to put on the prettiest clothes, put on the most exquisite makeup, and greet Jian Wuji with the most perfect posture.

    The Heavenly Demon God Sect’s main martial arts arena was brightly lit.

    Jian Wuchen sat on top of the high platform, and Jian Wuji stood in front of him.

    Jian Wuyang stood aside and stood with Sima Ming.

    The Demon Monarch led the elite disciples of the Heavenly Demon God Sect and surrounded the martial arts arena.

    The eight Demon Elders and their men also arrived one after another.

    The first to arrive was the Blood Sky Poison King, who wore a blood-red robe.

    He was carrying a huge Heaven Destroying Sword on his back, followed by a group of South Sword Sect’s Sword Ghosts.

    “Tap Tap Tap Tap ……”

    The Blade Ghosts walked into the martial arts arena at a neat pace, they had always been known for their ferocity and brutality, but at this moment, they were disciplined and not a single one of them made any noise.

    Next, there was Sword Honored One Flower, who wore a long snow-white dress.

    She was followed by a group of Northern Heavenly Sword Family’s Sword Demons. Normally, when Sword Ghost and Sword Demon met, they would have swords drawn and insulted each other, but today, they did not interfere with each other, and neither of them paid any attention to the other. The Sword Demons were also like the Sword Ghosts, lining up in a neat line behind the One Flower Sword Venerable.

    Then there’s the power demon.

    He was followed by a group of East Fist Sect’s Iron Fists. They were all barehanded experts, and today, they all wore uniform clothing with wrist guards that had the symbol of the Heavenly Demon God Sect, the Evil Ghost, engraved on them. Although they did not use weapons, their aura was not weaker than the other sects at all. Every time they gathered, their aura was even more powerful than the Demon Zuns.

    Next up was the Dementor.

    She was still young, and her martial arts were not considered to be strong, but the illusionists of the Western Illusion Formation behind her were in no way inferior to other sects. Their illusions could confuse people’s hearts and manipulate souls, and even in the midst of powerful demonic and ghostly auras, they were able to clearly show their presence.

    The procession is still moving on.

    The drunken devil staggered in, followed by a group of drinkers.

    Although they were all drunk, their steps remained neat. The aura of alcohol emanating from them even washed away much of the demonic and ghostly aura in the martial arts arena.

    Then there was Marble.

    His expression today was more serious than ever.

    However, the mad monks behind him were still frantic. They wore golden robes, and their eyes glittered with frenzy as they walked into the martial arts arena while chanting scriptures.

    The Poison King is here too.

    The poisonous people behind him, each and every one of them wore a proud face, as if nothing in the world could harm them. They believed that they could easily kill everyone present if they wanted to.

    Finally, there is the demon of extreme evil laughter.

    He wore a jolly ghostly face and his eyes burned with fire.

    He was followed by a group of faceless visitors. They all wore white masks with red lines painted on them, as if they were dyed in blood. With icy eyes, they announced their presence.

    The elite disciples of the Heavenly Demon God Sect gathered together, and the atmosphere in the martial arts arena seemed as if it would explode at any moment.

    There was only one person that was able to suppress this raging aura.

    Heavenly Demon Sect Master Jian Wuchen slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the high platform. Among this group of fervent believers, he was still the only king.

    “Heavenly Demon Supreme, the Divine Sect is undefeated!”

    The crowd chanted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

    Only when the crowd’s shouts subsided did Jian Wuchen speak, “I’ve summoned you all here today to announce an important matter.”

    His voice was low and strong, reaching everyone’s ears clearly.

    The crowd held their breath and listened quietly, not even daring to breathe.

    “Wuji, come forward and listen to the seal.”

    “Disciple in.” Jian Wuji replied respectfully.

    In a loud voice, Jian Wudu announced, “From now on, I enthrone the Young Sect Master of the Peerless Heavenly Demon God Sect.”

    Jian Wuji had finally become the successor of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect.

    He raised his head and looked at his father, his heart filled with gratitude and excitement. He wanted to say many things, but for now, he could only follow the rules and accept his father’s enthronement.

    “I will do my best to fight for the future of the Divine Sect and will never fail the Sect Master’s expectations.”

    Jian Wu Chen patted Jian Wu Ji’s shoulder, his eyes filled with encouragement and appreciation.

    “You did well, my boy.”

    Hearing his father’s praise, Jian Wuji felt that all the hard work was worth it.

    “Thank you father.”

    Jian Wuji turned to face the crowd.

    All eyes were on him.

    Jian Wuji released his true qi, showing his strength without reservation.

    Those who knew him and those who didn’t were all shocked by his aura. If Jian Wuduan was a bit of bright red on that black and white scroll, then, Jian Wuji was that bit of azure blue. If Jian Wuduan was a huge point of light, then, Jian Wuji was a tiny point of light.

    The eight Demon Sovereigns saluted Jian Wuji at the same time.

    “See the Young Preceptor.”

    The disciples standing behind them, as well as the guards around them, also clasped their fists and saluted.

    “See you, Young Preceptor!”

    The voices of the crowd resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

    From “Second Prince” to “Young Sect Master”, Jian Wuji’s identity had changed drastically. From now on, neither the disciples of the Heavenly Demon God Sect nor the others in the Jianghu Lake would dare to despise him anymore.

    “Hail! Hurrah! Long live!”

    Deafening cheers rang out.

    Jian Wuji was thrilled in his heart, he had finally realized his goal. From now on, a new chapter would open in the history of the Sky Demon Divine Sect.

    Waiting for the cheers to die down, Jian Wuji walked towards the eight Demon Dignitaries.

    He walked towards his friends.

    This was the first step he took after becoming a Young Prelate.

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